Yesterday I got home from the hospital. It was a miserable visit. I had been incarcerated since Friday. It felt so good to drive up the driveway and hear the hound yapping. I'm not so dehydrated anymore and my arms are truly a mess. Not only do they look abused, the bruises really hurt.
They decided all of my problems were med related, so they switched most of them around. Lon spends an inordinate amount of time at the pharmacy and manages to keep everything straight. I am so happy he does the med day care.
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So glad you are home! Hang in there.
ReplyDeleteLove, the Kennards
Good to read that you are home. "There's no place like home", especially when you are in the hospital. I hope the Doctors have all your meds figured out so they are working properly . Best wishes in every aspect of your life. Love, Juanita and Sterling
ReplyDeleteSo glad to hear that you are home. The hospital is good, when one needs to be there, but there truly is "no place like home".
ReplyDeleteHope that the change in meds will result in your quickly feeling better. You are in our prayers. Love, Duane and Janet
OOOO i have so much empathy for your poor arms but, God willing it was worth it and you will start thriving soon.
ReplyDeleteYou and Lon are yet in our prayers...many times a day.
sending love from Walton's mountain
Johnboy and his handsome wife